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Mr. Smokes and Ms. Margarita ~ A Tale of Woe

One day, I was sitting alone feeling lonely and depressed. What a day I had! Despite my best cleaning efforts, my house was a disaster, my clothes in disarray, and I was all over needing a pity party. So, I called my friend, Ms. Margarita.

We had a most lovely time sitting in the sun, looking for our lost shakers of salt. Ms. Maragrita made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside again. We laughed and talked of the good times we once had together in a land far away from children, husbands, and houses.

I was having a particularly weak moment and Ms. Maragrita said to me,"Why don't you invite our old friend, Mr. Smokes? We never used to go out without him!"

"Mr. Smokes", I exclaimed. "Oh not him, last time I couldn't get rid of him! He stayed for the longest time and simply would not leave."

"OH, but I DO enjoy him ever so much. Won't you please invite him? Just this once, I swear, I'll take him with me when I go," Ms. Margarita pleaded.

Wore down and not wishing to spoil a good party, I relented. "All right, but he cannot stay. Just this one night and that's all. And not until the children go to bed. He's most unsuitable for little ears."

I sent Rob out to pick up Mr. Smokes. Ms. Margarita and I chatted and had a lovely time.

Soon, Mr. Smokes arrived. It had been so long since we had last seen each other. I had forgotten how much fun he was to have around! He was as alluring and dashing as ever. Such fun to be around my grown up friends, Mr. Smokes and Ms. Margarita! Soon I forgot about the drudgeries of the household all together.

As the night drew to a close, Ms. Margarita announced she had to leave. Mr. Smokes and I were too engrossed in our conversations together to notice. As she took her absence, she waved good-bye and gave me a wink! I found her card on the table reminding me to call our good friend, Tye Lenol, in the morning.

I started to get rather drowsy but Mr. Smokes was still having a good time. I told him it was time to go, but he insisted on spending the night. "I'll be a good boy!", he promised."The children will never know I was here."

I eyed him warily, but was too tired to respond.

DId the lady of the house ever get Mr. Smokes to leave? Stay tuned for the next installment of Mr. Smokes and Ms. Margarita~ A Tale of Woe!

September 18, 2005 |

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